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Chapter #5

What Does a Swimmer Need?

    by: SmittySmith Author IconMail Icon
The tall women smiled and quickly lifted you up off your feet, holding you close to her soaking wet body. She was much taller than you and it didn't take much of her strength to hold you off the ground. You flailed your legs in the air and squirmed, but she held you with ease.

"Just gotta get you into shape first," she whispered into your ear with a chuckle.

Before you could ask what she meant by that, she leapt and landed in a belly flop on your body, crushing you with her curves. She moaned as she rolled back and forth, compressing your body beneath her weight. She moaned happily at the sensation of your weak struggles giving way and your body going limp beneath her.

Finally, she stood and admired her results. She frowned a bit as you weren't nearly as flat as she had hoped, but she shrugged and lifted your conscious but limp body to your feet.

"Silly me, go for a swim but forget my towel. I'm so lucky I bumped into you!" she said cheerfully. The woman grabbed your ankles in one hand and your hair with the other and maneuvered your helpless body all over her firm, think, curvaceous one. It didn't take long for most of the water that was dripping off of her body to transfer to you. Or at least to your clothes.

She held you out in front of her, her expression alternating between a smile and a frown.

"Ew, I just hate carrying around wet towels....Oh! I know how to solve that!" she mused.

The tall athletic woman tore your wet clothes off your body as if they were made of tissue and tossed them aside. Now holding up your damp, mostly nude form, she smiled widely.

"Perfect!" she said gleefully before wrapping your weak body around her waist and locking your arms together at her hip. Your face was left buried in the dark flesh of her ass not covered by the bottom of her swimsuit while your crotch was grinding against her own from the front. Despite your defeated physical and mental state, you felt your heartbeat quicken and your erection start to stand. The woman moans softly, acknowledging your erection as she confidently struts away from the pool area.

Where is she going?
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